A Rob Novels & Stories

Elo inputted. Rob nodded hesitantly, but he was quick with his follow-up, “That was years ago, and I can now stand against my family’s decision. I got my own company. I’m a billionaire now. I can give Xine the life she deserves. But that is if she’d let me.” Elo smiled. He could not believe that Rob could get along with his plan. “So, you’re thinking of pursuing her again?” Without second thoughts, Rob nodded. Elo bit his lower lip to stop himself from laughing. ‘This man is a good actor.’

the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face. Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch." "Why am I here against my will?" I snapped. "You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said. "I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?" She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"

the police tells me Uncle Pitt walked out with the police speaking in hush tones. “How sure are you that she hasn’t been injected the methadone and it’s just undetected because the effect hasn’t kicked in” Rob says angrily as the doctor stared at him speechless. Unsure of what to say. Rob stands up, walks up to his mum and kisses her cheek as a drop of tears fell on her face. He walks out the door as I follow him “Where are you going to?” I ask scared he was going to do something stupid as he strides fast

I yell at my big brother who looks kinda scary. "I'm sorry, Li. I'm going through some shit. I'm so sorry." Robbie sits on my bed, grabbing his buzz cut head with both of his hands. His muscular and tall frame almost covered my bedroom. My big brother, Robert Daniels is no good man but he's the best brother in the world to me. "What happened, Robbie? You look... stressed?" I trail off, sitting beside my brother. My fifteen-year-old mind going though a lot of things. Once Robbie told me he is involved in some illegal business including killing people.

As he screams out, I drive the dagger into his chest and he falls to the ground. In general, rogues are weaker than wolves that belong to a pack. They don't have the strength that comes from the unity of being in a pack. Wolves are social creatures, and their wolves weaken significantly without that bond to an Alpha. Many rogues are on their own for years before they join other rogues, so they weaken a great deal. However, just because these rogues are weaker, they have the upper hand right now. With just four more to go, I can feel my body becoming sluggish. All my energy sources have been depleted in the last five weeks and I'm just running on pure adrenaline at this point.

“No.” “Married?” “Fuck no.” “Not even a casual relationship? Rob jumps in before the interrogation goes any further, “Stop trying, prick, the has never been interested; I am sure she has not changed her mind.” “And you, Rob?” I ask as he shuts Mike off completely. “The best I can do in my business is bimbos.” Anelle, in a huff, looks irritated at Rob, “You know I am here.” “Keep quiet, Anelle.”

"It's big, Daisy. Believe it or not, but we aren't exactly a secret." I faked surprise. "Really?" "Daisy, this is serious. We aren't the only organisation like us, there are more out there, however only one can remain." "And?" "I have a lead on another organisation like us, but they are corrupt. They kill the bad, and the good. They kill whoever, as long as they get paid." "They sound terrible," I said dryly. "I want you to help me stop them," Rob said. "Why me?" "Because you have a personal link to them."

Before anyone can say jack, Steve Langmore gives a heavy punch to one of the police officers and in the midst of yells, he gets pushed to the ground, and he is then handcuffed too. "What's wrong with your brother? We can throw both of you in jail!!" "Fuck off!" Steve curses, struggling all the way till he gets pushed into the building. Rob is more calm, but I can see the tension in his jaw, and the stiffness in his shoulder. He keeps shrugging off anyone who puts a hand on his shoulder. He stops for a second when he notices me, and God, my heart squeezes when we clock eyes. "Keep moving, Rob Langmore. Don't make things harder than they already are!"

she asked with a grim face. “And how many times have I told you that my name in R.O.B.E means (Raw-B), not Rob?” the person named Robe replied with the same expression. Saraya shrugged. “Who spells Robby as ROBE? For me, you will be Rob and only Rob,” she said and, showing her tongue, went ahead. “Huh,” Robe huffed and turned his focus toward the books he was registering.

The young man chuckled, replying, "If I hand it over, then I'm a dead man. Might as well get something from it." Lana approached the young man and inquired about his name; he replied, "Rob." Lana responded, "Okay, Rob, what do you want?" Jessica clutched her aunt's arm, insisting they couldn't proceed. Lana murmured that if they were amiable, he might comply with their wishes. Jessica faced Rob and asked, "Alright, what do you want?" Rob, massaging his neck, requested a pack to live in. Both women looked at each other, puzzled, and asked, "Why?" As Rob began to answer, still looking down, a noise from upstairs interrupted them. Jessica questioned if someone was up there; Rob assured her it w